Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 86
Bree followed Professor Flitwick to a swamp. The swamp was full of dead branches and leaves. Broken tree trunks fell and swayed in the stream. There was a thick green mist surrounding it, blocking the moonlight in the sky.

Professor Flitwick held his wand and held it up to a bright light, allowing Bree to see her surroundings clearly.

Nico poked his head out curiously and whispered: "Sir, is this the goblin's home?"

Flower elves are born with inheritance in their heads. They are separated from the ethnic group and can grow well as long as they are in a safe environment. Therefore, flower elves know about fairies, but there are too many types of fairies, and flower elves can also distinguish them. Not complete, only a rough idea.

"This is the goblin swamp, and through here you will reach the goblin territory."

Professor Flitwick answered Nicol's question, and then with a wave of his wand, a long rope emerged and circled the swamp ahead. The swamp temporarily disappeared, and a clearing appeared in it.

He motioned for Bree to follow him and stepped onto the clearing. Then he waved a long rope as an example and walked forward.

Professor Flitwick's spellcasting speed was very fast, and he took Bree through the Goblin Swamp in a short time.

In front of us are the tranquil rolling hills under the moonlight. The houses on the hills are accompanied by ancient trees. Birds are already resting on the trees, but the village lights are still on. The farmland is nestled next to the stream under the hill, and the stream reflects the moonlight. , make this feel like a place outside the world.

"This is the residence of the ancient tree goblins. The ancient tree goblins love plants. The alchemy items they make can use the power of the plants to cast the blessings...or curses of the goblins, but this power is declining, and the reason has never been found. It may be used Within a few hundred years, people here will no longer be able to use plants to perform magic."

Professor Flitwick sighed, seeming to be recalling the past.

"I was born here. My mother raised me. She was a stern lady..." Professor Flitwick paused and continued: "My childhood was not friendly. She protected me. He married me and sent me to Hogwarts to learn wizard magic..."

"Oh, sorry, I said too many useless things, now please follow me and go to my house."

Professor Flitwick was a little nervous, and Bree felt that this was a sign of home town shyness.

"Filius!"

"You stinky boy, I can smell your nerdiness even at home, what are you doing here so leisurely!"

A short, fat goblin in an apron, with one hand on his waist and a spoon in the other, was cursing at Flitwick: "You don't know how to go home, but you only wrote three letters to me during this holiday. You know?" That’s two months!”

Professor Flitwick faced his aggressive mother, squirming like a child and blushing.

"...Mom, Mom, I'm sorry, my student is still here..."

"Oh, student!"

Flitwick's mother quickly looked at Bree aside and immediately covered her chest.

"Oh, sweet child, you can call me Mrs. Flitwick. Welcome to the home of the ancient tree goblin. Come quickly. I have stewed beef and potatoes. You must like it. There are also sweet peas. Little children They all love food, haha.”

Mrs. Flitwick chuckled and took Bree's hand affectionately, and her eyes widened when she saw the flower elf in Bree's arms.

"Oh, this is, this is the flower elves, my God, haven't they disappeared, it's unbelievable."

"Nico, please be polite."

Bree felt Nico lying shyly on her neck, and said helplessly: "Children without manners will not be liked."

After saying that, Bree said to Mrs. Flitwick, who had not recovered from her illness: "Hello, I am Professor Flitwick's student, Bree Old. Nice to meet you, beautiful lady."

"I'm Nico, I'm...Nico Ode!" Nico was a little panicked, but his eyes lit up when he heard Brie's name, and he quickly followed: "Nico is also very happy to meet you, madam! "

Nico Ode?

Bree couldn't help but smile, recognizing this new member of the Oude family.

"Oh?"

Mrs. Flitwick did not continue to explore the flower elves, but looked at Professor Flitwick seriously.

"You haven't given up yet, Filius!"

Professor Flitwick kept his head lowered. He raised his head after hearing his mother's words and said firmly: "Mom, I want to try again. I can't watch the ancient tree goblins lose their talents."

"You have not inherited the bloodline talent of the ancient tree fairy at all, Filius, you are not even on the family tree, there is no need to do this!"

"But mother, you are an ancient tree fairy, I must do this."

Mrs. Flitwick said nothing, just snorted and pulled Bree towards the house on the hill.

Not long after, everyone returned to Flitwick's house. It was very warm here, and it could be seen that Mrs. Flitwick loved life very much.

"Sit down quickly, we'll have dinner right away, hahaha, this is my best dish, the little Ouds will definitely like it."

Nico was only about the size of a thumb. He sat on Bree's shoulder with a hesitant look on his face. When Mrs. Flitwick was busy, he whispered in Bree's ear: "My lord, I'm hungry. I want to eat nectar. Here." Have it?"

"nectar!"

Mrs. Flitwick's hearing was very sensitive and she understood Nico's needs instantly.

"Why didn't I notice, oh, sorry little guy, I remember that the old man next door kept a bunch of bees. He must have them there. Just wait, I'll go get some."

Mrs. Flitwick's temper was furious, and she quickly walked out the door with the sharp knife she had just used to chop vegetables.

Bree looked at Professor Flitwick, wanting to ask his opinion. If there were no accidents tonight, they would rest here and start studying goblin magic tomorrow.

"Ahem, my mother is very enthusiastic. I think if she goes to Hogwarts, she will definitely be sorted into Gryffindor... In fact, when the Sorting Hat sorted me, it was also in Gryffindor and Gryffindor. Winclaw hesitated."

Flitwick smiled nostalgically, he had no strange feelings towards his mother's behavior.

"Have you got the parchment with you, Oude?"

"I've been carrying it with me for the past few days, so you can rest assured."

Bree took out a shrunken parchment book from her pocket, quickly enlarged it, and handed it to Professor Flitwick to look at.

After seeing it, Professor Flitwick said with a trace of nostalgia: "This is a book passed down by my mother. When I was a child, she had high hopes for me, hoping that I could learn the magic in this book. However, although I have the blood of goblins, But I don’t have the talent of goblins, it’s hard to understand, and finally my mother sent me to Hogwarts in the wizarding world.”

Speaking of this, Professor Flitwick felt a little depressed.

"I don't think Hogwarts' magic is bad, I just want to fulfill my mother's wish, but when I explored the goblin magic later, I found that the talent of the ancient tree goblin was disappearing. This is a horrible thing. At first everyone I was very scared, but after exhausting all means and unable to find the reason, more and more ancient tree goblins gave up their exploration, they thought it was nature's punishment for them."

Professor Flitwick was worried, his face full of depression and sadness.

"Maybe when necessary, the Ancient Tree Fairy King will be like the flower elves. In order to save the last hope, he will set a curse for himself and hide it in the years."

"Dangdang!"

"Oh, come, come, sweet nectar, come, sweet little Nico."

Mrs. Flitwick put the nectar jar on the dining table with a smile, and then invited everyone to eat. Bree sniffed the smell and politely ate only half a pot of potatoes and beef, and two plates of sweet peas. A large cup of nectar was enough. Stopped eating.

Bree thanked her reservedly: "It tastes very good, Mrs. Flitwick."

Mrs. Flitwick facepalmed sweetly.

"Oh, Felius was a picky eater when he was a child. He never liked the food I cooked. It's great that Ode likes it now. Maybe you haven't eaten enough. I can make you some more. !”

"I'm full, Mrs. Flitwick."

Seeing Bree's persistent expression, Mrs. Flitwick had no choice but to say: "Oh, okay, then go rest after eating and digesting, and I will clean up your rooms."

After Mrs. Flitwick smiled and said to Bree, she turned around and shouted to Professor Flitwick with a cold face: "Filius, what are you waiting for? Will the bowl you have eaten become clean on its own? Go and clean up quickly, don’t use magic!”

"Got it, Mom."

Professor Flitwick stood up and went to wash the dishes helplessly. His mother actually didn't like the wizard's magic. If she didn't want Flitwick to have no foundation, she would never let Flitwick leave the ancient tree. Goblin territory goes to Hogwarts.

"So I'm off to clean the house, let me see, where is sweet Nico going to rest?"

As soon as Mrs. Flitwick finished speaking, Nico stretched out his head from Bree's arms and said loudly: "I want to sleep with the adults."

Then he whispered to Bree: "I'm scared to be alone."

How much space can one little guy take up?

"Just arrange my room, Mrs. Flitwick, Nico I will arrange it."

"Oh, okay, we really love each other."

……

At night, after packing everything, Brie lay on the short bed. The size was just right for the goblin, but a bit too small for the 1.5-meter-long Brie, but she could still rest, so it was no big deal.

Nico was sitting on the quilt playing with the silver bracelet on his hand, while Bree was reading the parchment in the moonlight, trying to find some traces of magic in it, hoping to understand the secret of goblin magic.

It's a pity that Bree doesn't have fairy blood or talent, so she can't read this book at all.

"Boom boom boom!"

It was a knock on the door.

"Please come in..."

"Crack..."

"Oh, sorry to bother you, Mr. Old."

It was Mrs. Flitwick. At this time, she was looking at the parchment in Bree's hand with a serious face. When she saw Nico, the flower elf, she hesitated, but finally said to Bree——

"I don't want Filius to care about whether the ancient tree elf is losing its natural magic. This is not something he should know about!"

　If you don’t want to watch this part about the goblin, just skip to the second grade.With only a little influence, the fandom can still be coherent.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)